Mount Apikuni storms of fabled foreign tongues

Lennon walked with a newfound bounce, and a smile he hadn’t shown off since the cougar attack. @Xahi’s agreement to join was just another good happening, it began to seem that everything was falling into place again. Until, he saw Korei and Alarian prematurely than he’d expected. Instead of resting in the cave together, they stood outside amongst the blanket of night. He fought the small urge to scold them, but his attention was taken elsewhere. 

There was another wolf. 

One that he’d never met, but instantly recognized the smell of. The same scent that clung to Alarian’s fur after their affairs. He was on high alert around this overly red wolf, who’s fiery pelt was so overwhelming he felt he might vomit. 

”Who are you?” Lennon sneered, stepping closer to his newly accepted friend. It might be hypocritical to only want his found wolf to join and not Alarian’s “friend”, but there was almost no possible way he would allow this whorish man to join them. Especially with how easily he could disrupt Korei’s innocence.